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bluerose5 · 1 year

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Do you ever think that, by Act 3, the majority of the crew gets really protective of their mages? This was mostly prompted because I went to the Viscount's keep with just Anders and Hawke in the party, and I was acutely aware of the fact that there were templars everywhere. To the point where I could even see my Hawke getting into a panic over it if he's not careful. I just imagine that, after once or twice of this happening, the rogues and warriors insist on at least one of them accompanying the mages at all times. Not because any of them are defenseless —far from it— but because all it takes is for one templar to be in a bad mood, one templar to dispel their magic, and they're being hauled off to the Gallows. Possibly made Tranquil. And maybe it's my personal bias speaking but, for all his distrust with mages, I can definitely see Fenris being the main enforcer of this rule in the group. No matter the mage. He's just obviously quicker to get frustrated with or scold Anders and Merrill. Doesn't mean he's gonna abandon them though, especially after knowing each other for years.

#dragon age #dragon age 2 #da2 #garrett hawke #anders #merrill #fenris #da2 crew #fenhanders #yeah definitely a fenhanders kinda post #bluerose rambles #bluerose headcanons

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project-walrider · 1 year

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This has become just a really sweet rom-com at this point😂❤

#fenhanders #fenhawke #handers #dragon age 2 #dragon age #fenris da2 #fenris dragon age #anders da2 #dragon age anders #miles plays games #miles' screenshots

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sgushyonka · 7 months

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Okay hopefully this post won't get deleted... Clear version on my twitter and pillowfort :3

#dragon age #dragon age 2 #fenris #anders #garret hawke #fenhanders

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cosmic-darikano · 9 months

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Gay people will wear anything for Barbie

#my art #dragon age 2 #alora hawke #da2 #dragon age #anders #fenris #fenhanders #barbie #barbie movie #magic earring ken #magic earring barbie #fenris isnt dressed as any ken specifically cuz hes no fun lol #i am cringe and i am free #dragon age modern au

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sintrup · 1 year

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I’d let Fenris and Anders break my heart a million times over

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elvhenfaer · 11 months

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Happy Pride from my favorite bisexual throuple

Tumblr can’t take this down because they all have pants and it’s Pride Month. Them’s the breaks, kid.

#dragon age #da2 #throuple #fenhanders #boys in love #Fenris #Hawke #da anders

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barbex · 5 months

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Happy Friday to you <3 I would love to see: “I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me.”

For Anders and Hawke if you feel like writing this <3 Have fun <3

Thank you for this prompt for @dadrunkwriting. I hope you don't mind that I used your awesome prompt for a little fenhanders ficlet.

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Years of experience save his ass once again. The sound of armor clanging, and boots stomping, he would hear that over anything. But what made him jump into action, his feet on the ground before his mind has even caught up, is the sound of voices muffled under templar helmets. Hawke always calls them bucket heads, and the hollow sound is fitting for that.

Anders crawls through the small hole he dug through the wall a year ago, when Hawke gave him the key to his basement. That's the path he's taking now, through the rubble that conveniently looks like a broken building from the outside. The tunnel is narrow and dark, but he doesn't dare to light the way with a magelight. The hollow voices are still too close. He doesn't even dare to breathe. So close.

"He has to be here."

"Maybe someone warned him?"

"These people, protecting a mage. A mistake by the Maker."

"It is our duty to protect them from themselves. The refugees down her don't understand that."

"Fereldans, pff."

"Dog fuckers, all of them."

"Templars!" Even through the helmet, this voice exudes authority. Armor creaks as several men and women adjust their positions. "Let's search the place."

Anders nearly snorts. Search, right. More like breaking everything they can see through the eye-slits of their helmets. The sound of wood and glass breaking has him sigh as he mentally calculates how much all these potion bottles cost him, not to mention the ingredients he had to collect and buy. But at least he can move now without fearing to draw attention to himself by any noise he makes as he crawls through the debris.

At last, he can stand up again, facing the door to Hawke's basement. He waits for his breathing to calm down. Does he hate dark and narrow places? For sure. Does he have to endure it? Yes. There's always a price to pay for safety.

He channels his magic into his hand to open the door. It works on the second try, his hand shakes to much to channel the spell precisely. Finally, he steps into the cellar, closes the door behind him, and lets several magelights float from his hand to bathe the room in pale, violet light. He lets out a breath, long and slow, breathes in and out again, slowing his heartbeat.

The magelights bop along the ceiling in front of him as he winds through the dusty shelves. On the other side, steps lead him up the other door, letting him out into main hall of Hawke's mansion. Here, he can finally relax, letting the tension fall from his shoulders.

The massive shape of Muffin, Hawke's mabari greets him with a gentle shove against his leg. He pets his head, and steps over to the fireplace, holding his hands to the warmth of the glowing logs. When he sits down, Muffin comes to his side and they both kind of lean against the other. The pressure of another warm body, even if it's just a drooling dog, is comforting.

He must have dozed off, because the next thing he knows is someone touching his face. With a gasp, he scrambles backwards, falling on his back, before he realises that it's Hawke. Muffin licks his face, trying to calm him in his typical way. "Alright, alright." He shoves the dog away from his face, gently. He means well.

Hawke helps him to sit up, his hand warm on the back of his neck. "Are you alright?"

For a moment, Anders allows himself to drown in Hawke's dark eyes. The care, the warmth in them, for a moment he lives in the dream of Hawke always looking at him like that, only him. But it's only a dream. An annoyed huff from the door quickly pulls him out of the illusion.

"When did you get here?" Fenris asks, frowning at him as he comes closer. He still wears his armor and weapon, like Hawke, Anders only notices now. There are blood spatters on both of them.

"I got here... it was just after the ninth bell when I heard the templars."

"You crawled into the tunnel?" Hawke's hand is still on Anders' neck, gentle pressure to hold and support him.

"Yes, just in time." Anders turns to Hawke, realising how very close he's sitting and quickly looks down to hide his blush. "Without the entrance to your basement..."

"I'm glad you came here," Hawke says. "I —" He glances at Fenris. "We won't let anyone hurt you, you're safe with us."

"Thank you." Anders can't help but look at Fenris, trying to read his scowl. Fenris and Hawke have been inseparable for a while and it's common knowledge that he hates Anders, so he is probably less happy that Anders disturbs their evening. At least he doesn't look angry right now, more tired and he moves strangely. "What happened to you two? You look... are you hurt?"

Some kind of wordless conversation passes between Fenris and Hawke, and the elf places his sword on some furniture, takes off his gauntlets and shakes out his arms. He steps over to Anders and glares at him. "Get it over with."

Anders stares back, dumbfounded. "Get over with what?"

Fenris huffs. "Your magic."

Anders keeps staring. The situation feels like he has missed several pages in a story. Before he can say anything, Hawke gets up and steps over to Fenris. "Fen," he says with a slight smile. "I know you have a reputation to uphold, but I think we're past this by now, aren't we?"

With a sigh that sounds like the weight of the whole wide world rests on his shoulders, Fenris takes a step forward and looks at Anders. "I am hurt, please heal me."

It takes Anders several seconds to find his words again. "Heal you? With magic?"

"Yes."

When Fenris keeps looking at him expectantly, he accepts that he heard him right and lets his magic flow into his hands, searching for injuries in Fenris. It's mostly just one cut on his arm, nothing too serious. He clears his throat. "You should take off your shirt, I'd like to see the lyrium lines as I heal the cut."

There's only a short hesitation before Fenris takes off his jerkin and pulls his shirt over his head. He is breathtakingly beautiful, of course, nothing new on that front, and Anders has to wrestle down an attack of jealousy that Hawke gets to see this beauty so often.

Hawke steps behind Fenris, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his neck. Anders has to look away, just watching them is as if he can feel that kiss on his own neck. He loves getting kissed there. But there is nobody in his life to do that.

Focussing on the injury on Fenris' arm, he ignores how beautiful they both look, standing so close, Hawke's hand resting on Fenris' hip, his shoulders rolled forward, looming over him like a protective shield.

Fusing the tissue so that the lyrium lines connect correctly, he lets his magic flow as gently as possible. When he's done, he drops his arms and shakes out his hands. "All done. How did that happen?"

Hawke strokes over Fenris' newly healed arm, and then looks at Anders. "We heard about a templar raid in Darktown. A bunch of templars at your clinic thought we would help them look for a healer."

Fenris turns his piercing gaze onto Anders. "They thought wrong."

Anders looks from one to the other. "What were you doing at my clinic?"

"Looking for you, mage," Fenris spits out.

"Why?"

"Because they templars were obviously hunting you." Fenris glares at him and then turns away, stepping in front of the fireplace, and directs his glare towards the flames.

But you... you don't have to do that." Anders looks at Hawke. "Both of you, I can take care of myself, you don't have to drag Fenris into these things."

"It was Fenris who dragged me along," Hawke says, grinning. "Smacked my sandwich out of my hand and yelled at me to hurry up."

"Fenris?"

Hawke puts his hands on his shoulders, leaning closer to whisper in his ear. "He cares. Just like I do."

Frozen like a statue, Anders can only stare at Hawke. Behind him, Fenris speaks, haltingly, as if the words are difficult to form. "You... are a friend. I will not... see you hurt."

"But..." Anders wants to turn around when suddenly, Fenris is much closer than before, his arms wrapping around him from behind. In the next moment, soft lips press against his neck and his knees nearly buckle.

"Well, well." Hawke grins at him, holding him up by his shoulders. "I tried to get him to use his words, but I guess this also gets the point across."

Anders fails to find the words he needs. "But... you are... the two of you..."

"And you," Fenris says softly. "If you want that."

"Me?" Now Anders turns around to look at Fenris. "You, Hawke, and me? You want that?"

Fenris looks up at him, looking more vulnerable than ever. "If you want it too."

Hawke comes between them, wrapping his massive arms around both their shoulders. "We would love to have you with us." He leans over, kissing Anders' temple. "Can you give us a chance?"

A smiles spreads on Anders' face. He looks at Fenris. "May I kiss you?"

Fenris steps closer. "You may."

When their lips meet, Hawke pulls them closer, wrapping them into his warmth.

#dadrunkwriting #fenhanders #Fenris #Anders #Hawke #fenhanders fic #Fenris x Hawke x Anders #dragon age #dragon age fanfiction #my writing

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justcallmecappy · 2 years

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Hawke: My boyfriend has been dealing with years of trauma, has been on the run from his oppressors for most of his life, and glows blue when he's angry.

Varric: Who is this? The mage or the elf?

Hawke: Yes.

#handers #fenhawke #fenhanders #hawke #andersmance #fenrismance #look they have a lot in common okay #fenris da2 #anders da2 #fenris dragon age #anders dragon age #dragon age 2

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thaliangeldraws · 1 year

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figuring out how i want to draw fenris means more fenhanders indulgence

#dragon age #dragon age 2 #dragon age ii #custom hawke #m!hawke #hezekiah hawke #my ocs #anders #fenris #fenhanders #m!fenhanders #angelart ig

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vonuberwald · 11 months

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Happy DADWC! Can I get " …after a small rejection." for Fenders or Fenhanders? :D

Hawke and Fenris glanced at each other again as Anders sighed for the hundredth time where he was lying on the small chaise at the foot of Hawke's bed. He'd walked in earlier, morose expression on his face, kicked his boots off and slumped there after a mumbled greeting to the both of the. Fenris and Hawke had been sitting on the bed, waiting for him to return from the clinic where he'd been shut in the small storage room that also passed for his office in there. According to a harried helper, he'd been in there for some time sulking after what she only described as an Incident.

When pressed for more information, she'd only sighed and said, exasperated, 'You'd best just ask him yerself, milords, he's in a right one and no doubt.' Muttering about scratches and big babies, she'd rushed off to help a small family that had just come in, leaving the others bewildered. They'd tried to knock on the door where the mage had sequestered himself, only to be told in a muffled voice through the rough wood that he was 'fine' and would see them later.

Satisfied that Anders was at least uninjured, and as Hawke judged it best for them to talk in the privacy of the estate anyway, they'd left and in the present, they were now left to delicately inquire of the man himself.

Hawke met Fenris' gaze. Fenris stared back. Hawke inclined his head towards Anders. Fenris stared back. Hawke nodded his head a little more forcefully. Fenris rolled his eyes. Hawke sighed and cleared his throat.

'So, uh, we came by earlier. If you remember,' he began.

'Mm,' said Anders.

'Liezel, I think it was, told us you were, um,' Don't say 'sulking', Garrett. 'a little... upset?'

'Mmfdfd,' Anders mumbled.

'Eh?'

Anders huffed and sat up, his shoulders hunched up around his ears. 'Was nothing,' he muttered quietly. And-

'Mage, I swear to all that you hold dear, if you sigh one more time,' Fenris interjected snappily. 'Just tell us what happened and who we need to kill already.'

Right then, Hawke thought, that works too.

Anders made a face, but came over and sat on the edge of the bed closest to the elf. Hawke couldn't help but notice that he was holding his left hand gingerly, covering the back as he was injured there. Frowning, Hawke reached for it, only for the other to draw back, not quite flinching before thinking better of it. As Hawke took his hand, he noticed that for some reason a flush had risen on Anders' face and he suddenly seemed... embarrassed? Looking down at the hand in his, he saw three lines, reddened as if they'd been lightly bleeding some time ago, but nothing more. Certainly nothing of any real concern. Hawke was surprised the mage hadn't just healed it himself, unless he was missing something?

Beside him, Fenris snorted with amusement, clearly having come to some sort of conclusion before him. 'Are you serious?'

Anders bristled and took his hand back and with a brief burst of magic, the scratches were gone.

'Look, he's never done that before, alright?' He said. Hawke was lost and turned to Fenris.

''He'?

The elf rolled his eyes. 'There's a stray cat around the clinic he's been feeding for weeks now. The cat scratched him, so he's sulking.'

Hawke turned to look at Anders. His expression might have been a little incredulous as Anders blushed harder and looked away. Hawke felt that familiar love and fondness bubble up in his chest as he scooted closer to his lover and took him in his arms.

'Come here, you,' he said, burying his face in cornsilk hair. Anders made a soft noise and relaxed against him. 'The cat'll come around again and then you can adopt it and keep it here if you like,' he continued, leaning around and kissing him on the cheek. 'As many as you like.'

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fenris make a face, but he too came in closer, reaching across and taking Anders' hand in his, and brought it to his lips to kiss the spot where the wounds had been.

'But you're cleaning up after them,' he added with a smirk.

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Thanks so much!

@dadrunkwriting

#fenris #anders #male hawke #fenhanders #dragon age 2 #dragon age #fanfiction #my fanfiction #dadwc #the cat's name will be ser pounce II #realace

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jazzmckay · 4 months

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Spellbound on ao3

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anders/Fenris/Male Hawke (Dragon Age) Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Mage Hawke (Dragon Age), Polyamory, Canon-Typical Violence, Injury, Battle Couple, Past Abuse, Chronic Pain, Hurt/Comfort

It takes time for Fenris to grow accustomed to fighting alongside mages as allies. Eventually, he starts to see their magic as something to appreciate rather than fear.

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Or: five times Fenris is startled by Hawke and Anders' magic, and one time he seeks it out.

#da2 #fenhanders #fenris #anders #hawke #dragon age #my fic

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bluerose5 · 1 year

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Thinking about this post again, and I'm imagining the whole Kirkwall crew going on outings to the Wounded Coast maybe to get away from all the templars and tension. At first, Fenris suggests training the mages in combat without their magic. Aveline is probably the only other one who readily agrees, but the others don't want to pressure Anders, Hawke, and Merrill into it so they stay neutral about it for the most part. Thinks it's a good idea but doesn't push. Then, there's a close call. Maybe Anders (and probably Hawke, if they happen to be visiting at the time) gets ambushed at the clinic, so now training is mandatory, as dictated by all of the rogues and warriors. Sorry, mages, you're overruled and have to abide by the crew's (or polycule's) rules. Cut to all of the mages getting their asses handed to them in multiple rounds of sparring and training.

#dragon age #da2 #kirkwall crew #fenris #aveline vallen #mage hawke #anders #merrill #kirkwall polycule #bluerose rambles #bluerose headcanons #fenhanders #since this is the specific ship i had in mind for this

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project-walrider · 1 year

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